- As she ran, tears streaming down her face, she prayed to anyone that she would be saved from the torture of this hell hole of a life she now lived. She ran as fast as possible through the woods, running from her fears, her guardian, and her one love. With the thought of running till she dropped and couldn't run any longer. She ran with the love of her life's child growing in her, the thought that MAYBE just MAYBE someone would run after her. Her life was ruined, her family torn apart, a guardian who thinks shes still 4, well she’s 16 now and its about time she finally started having her own free will. She runs through the woods with all these thoughts trailing behind her when she pulls out a knife and stabs as far and fast through her abdomen as possible, killing the child of her one love. As she smiles, bleeding gleefully on the forest floor she thinks For once I’m doing something for myself... not because someone else told me to. Her last words out of an ashen face and blue lips are “I love you always, my Love.”
- Title: Forest Floor
- Artist: chioryo
- Description: Just another short story i wrote a few days ago... things that happened made me write this... things i wanted to do and things that, thankfully, didnt actually happen.
- Date: 02/26/2011
- Tags: forest floor
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- girlwhosings1 - 03/12/2011
- aw....i am crying...that was a great story.
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